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I KEEP geTTING DEEPTHROAT STUCK IN MY HEAD. IM AN APOLLO DEVOTEE. IS HE TRYNA TELL ME TO GO SUCK SOME DICK??????

Okay I normally don’t answer asks about interpreting signs but I’ve been laughing at this for literal days and I can’t just delete it.

Go get that dick. Follow your greams.

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By @mastrokoboldo (instagram).

The wizard’s library.

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tellurianwitch

Miranda winced, trying not to laugh. “Yikes. I’ll write it down for you.” She snapped up a pen and a pad of paper, jotting down herbs and instructions. “My babushka used to make this for neighbours with kids all the time. Does wonders.” She glanced up at him, curious. “The Sinkhole?”

“Bless you,” he grinned then paused, “Wait, kids of the neighbourhood were summoning demons?”

He shrugged, “Yeah it’s what I call my lab. It’s more of a cave than a sinkhole though...” 

Summoning

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telepathandenigma

Ira felt really good. Satisfied. Comfortable. Good. He smiled lazily. “I’m happy to be an exception to that. I don’t mind either way, if you do or you don’t.” He didn’t judge people for doing what made them happy if it didn’t hurt anyone. And nobody was getting hurt here. 

He hoped. “Uh. I suppose I should have asked this way earlier… you’re not in a relationship with someone who’d be upset and or want to deck me if they heard about this, are you? Just for clarity’s sake.”

“Nah it’s not an excuse. I just don’t often have opportunities like this."

It was good she had her powers to help her know the interest was genuine. It also helped ease off anxieties. Now if the horrible headaches and people-static could go away she’d actually be pretty much cool with her abilities.

“Nope. I broke up with my ex-girlfriend more than four months ago.”

Romancing the City

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“She’s a sweetie. Just don’t wear anything shiny that you’re super attached to.” Morrigan had strange tastes in what she hoarded—a lot of buttons had gone missing, for instance—but shinies were always popular with dragons.

She tried not to smile too wide (and almost succeeded), turning halfway around to give him a better look. “Mostly yoga for me,” she admitted, cheeks flushing a little bit. “I prefer different activities for cardio, though.” Shooting him a knowing look, she headed back towards the kitchen.

“She likes shinies?” He had a lot of leftover crystals and glitter buttons and beads from when his mom went through the inevitable stage of Pinterest crafting. She had bought a metric fuckton of supplies, then realized it would be cheaper and prettier if she got stuff at Asda instead. Maybe Morrigan would like them.

He coughed, following her to the kitchen. “Like jumping jacks?” he asked when he got closer, smirking, “Or generic jumping.”

First Impressions

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tellurianwitch

She shrugged. “There are reasons we know each other.” That wasn’t one of them, but he didn’t need to know that. “Unfortunately I can’t.” For reasons that she wouldn’t disclose, mainly that she and Adrian were still in the awkward ‘not really in contact but also not specifically not-speaking’ phase. She would love to just pop by, but it would probably get awkward with them both thinking about Sean. And that would be awkward for Harry.

She tilted her head, looking at his hair. “I’ve heard of lots of weird seemingly unrelated side effects, but I don’t deal in demons all that much. I can brew up something for you, probably in the ‘slap this mug on your head’ realm.”

His disappointment showed in the way his shoulders shagged but he couldn’t press Miranda into sharing why she couldn’t. There was something in the way she said it that pretty much barred any ‘whys’ that he might have had. “Alright. I’ll call you if I get lost.”

He scratched again, “I’m pretty sure I have all the ingredients needed back at the Sinkhole. If you have some recipe I could brew it on my own.” He coughed. “Last time I transported something by displacement I ended up looking like a wookie had barfed on me.”

Summoning

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Just a reminder that if you don’t look good in your underwear, it’s probably because you’re not wearing the right kind of underwear. 

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Rose Lemon Spritzer

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tellurianwitch

Miranda grinned. “Well, you will just have to come back sometime. After our dog-walking date.” Was it a date? Who knew. It could just be a turn of phrase. Two friendly people with dogs who wanted some company.

Difficult to think of it that way when he was wearing her trousers. She grinned through a bitten lip. “Those look… way too good on you.” Maybe a bit more snug than most people would wear, but hell if he didn’t wear it well.

When she said ‘date’, Harrison grinned a little too eagerly to be able to hide it. He did cough and nodded though, “Sounds great! I’ve never seen a dragon...”

A bit encouraged by the word ‘date’ he met her next remark with a turn and a very obvious glance at her butt.

“Thank you, I see we both do our squats,” he winked.

First Impressions

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vampires getting the urge to be intimate w/ their partners while feeding is so fucking funny to me… like imagine you’re just sitting there eating soup but getting REALLY into it? you just. want to fuck, b/c of the soup. want to fuck the soup

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send me a topic to write a meta about my muse on

I might write anything from a paragraph to a whopping essay, but send me something you’ve noticed about my characterisation or just something you want to know about my muse and I will write what I can!

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Okay, whatever’s hanging around that keeps flitting through my right eye’s peripheral vision….

Knock that shit off.

I’m going out to buy cinnamon and cayenne pepper and when I get home, your ass is SO getting booted.

Ain’t got time for your ghostie nonsense today. Nope.

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telepathandenigma

His hands moved absently up and down her back, feeling her skin, fingers twirling in her hair occasionally. He kissed her back without tension or effort. Easy as falling asleep, only much more fun. “I was about to say that,” he murmured. He grinned, chuckling low, and kissed her again. “Musta read my mind.”

It took her a few moments to react then a sound came, wheezing and low, like blowing through a straw as Mel sniggered against his skin.

“Maybe,” she agreed. Her fingers brushed his hair back a bit. Fuck, he was gorgeous. 

“Just so you know, even though I don’t frown upon the sluttiness of doing this, I don’t usually sleep with people the day I meet them. But zero regrets here.”

Romancing the City